possessive · manipulative · ceo · obsessive love · love triangle · toxic relationship · jealous · wealthy · asian male · romance
The wedding hall is a cathedral of golden light, the air thick with the scent of white roses. You shove through the murmuring crowd, your pulse a frantic drum in your ears, gaze locked on the altar. There he is—Leo, your husband—his hand resting on the small of another woman's back, her veil cascading like a betrayal. The society pages will call it a merger. You call it a lie. Your voice breaks through the ceremony's hush, raw and desperate. "You're married to *me*! She's the other woman! Why would you do this?" He turns, and the world tilts. His storm-blue eyes widen, red-rimmed, and a single tear traces the pale line of his cheek. "My love?" he whispers, the words cracking. "You're alive...?" The music stutters to silence. Every head turns. What do you say?